Katanfarin company is one that stands at the edge of its limits because a person cannot state their size, even the owner of the company cannot say the extent of their size due to constantly buying other sectors they are merging with the company. "About two million people are working under this ministry that manages metals equipped with tools." The owner of this company owns many companies but there is one that has been a partnership since his father was alive, they manage it together with his siblings. "Even after his father's death, he did not abandon the affairs of this company, he continued to manage it because he loves the company deeply in his heart as his father faced great difficulties before achieving success and acceptance in the world entirely." A.G.C, which means Abdullahi group's company, is a company that answers its name, a company that has all kinds of clothing, from those of kings, wealthy businessmen, world leaders, our traditional clothing, and even Western suits with any kind of designs you want. From any country you request their products, you will easily find them, and they also create all kinds of designs of clothing and patterns you desire, even logos, and pictures; they have skilled designers who will create the designs you choose for you. "One of the workers there raised his head looking at the head of the department assigned to oversee the metal ministry who had just arrived, "Welcome, sir!" "Welcome, teacher Mashkur, I hope everything is going as planned? Because I really don't want any problems, and I don't want any discrepancies regarding the metals; can you ensure that we continue to receive those kinds? And those items, I want them brought in quickly because the owner will..." He did not finish his statement as the sound of his boss's jet interrupted him, which made manager Malik slowly raise his eyes glued to the glass window towards the sky and quickly said, "Alright, go and continue to oversee all the workers; the owner has arrived." ADAM TARIQ ABDULLAH, the head of your companies ATA... a young businessman who surpasses any Hausa businessman in wealth globally; just one look at him, and you can understand his age level; you wouldn't call him a child, nor would you call him an old man; he is a young man of about thirty-seven years in the world, his face is neither praised nor criticized, as that is how his demeanor is. You will always see him with that serious face, but this time he has surpassed previous times due to what is going on in his life. Adam Tariq Abdullah, known as (Mr. ATA) worldwide, is a handsome first-class man with pure elegance and poise, but he has no softness in his heart; he acts with intensity and passion. "His life is different from that of other people; he is a proud person who is not easy to approach because if you make the mistake of entering his track, you will realize you are not wise, as he can handle any form of arrogance and disrespect towards others, unlike his father, mother, and other siblings who are known for their humility and compassion towards people and helping the needy. He is purely white, with no blemish on him, even the whites of his eyes are mixed with white; he is very tall with an average build, a handsome face with beautiful eyes, his skin is that of wealthy people, and he stands out in his country without any rival, and there are no signs of anything wrong with him. He has a PhD in business and is still studying; he has gathered all the beauty of his mother, Hajiya Zulaiheart, and his late father, Barrister and successful businessman Alhaji Tariq Abdullah." "Every worker at the site stood still, unable to continue their work as ordered due to the desire to see this beautiful face until his helicopter landed. Their eyes were on him; the plane had barely landed for two minutes when slowly the door opened, and he moved forward carefully; he did not step out of the plane, nor did he sit down properly, just lifting one leg to show that he is someone. In reality, one could see the outline of his body, which made the clothes he wore visible; he wore a suit, a milk-colored shirt, while his pants were black, and his feet were adorned with black shoes. His eyes glued to the white glass were scanning the area while looking at the workers at the site.